Thrrough the kitchen and the dining room, from beneath the table to the top of the ottoman, he batted that ball of yarn until, at last, he grew bored and went to take a nap on the sofa.
Semi-darkness took him, the activity of the house wheeled around him, but that was not the end, the sound of a Fancy Feast packet being opened filled his ears and he was called back, until his meal was done.
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